When I get to thinking, I get to thinking hard
I get to thinking hard and I get to thinking long
Thinking, thinking, thinking
Thinking about the times when life seemed easier
Thinking about the places where I felt safe
Then I remember the struggles that go round and round in
my head
I remember the obstacles that I created
I remember the things I thought I couldn't do
I remember all the lost nights and moments and then
I get to thinking again, I get to thinking hard
Remembering, remembering, remembering
Remembering time that goes round and round in my head
And the obstacles that I created
Malady of my mind
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